The Spider's Rendez-vous

I came to watch the spider fly.

It danced upon my mother's eye.

I stretched my hand to play a part.

It wandered off to meet me.

So thrilled was I by its approval,

I slightly stole her thumb's removal.

Sadly, I did not survive

the spider's rendez-vous.


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